Cre[m]ate [Short Fiction]

Ashes, Ashes, All in Urns in a Niche Supplied by the United States Government   I recall praying for my mother as she lay dying--or was it that she was lying dead, only kept going by a machine--what was it that was going on in her there under resuscitation, red, green and yellow lights blinking, … Continue reading Cre[m]ate [Short Fiction]